Ye Liuguang grabbed Yan Xingyu's collar and lifted the person up, but Yan Xingyu kept sneering: "Chen Ye, are you so angry? Haha... Even if I turn into a ghost after I die, I have to follow you. Let's see how you die?"

When Ye Liuguang raised his hand to hit Yan Xingyu, I gently stopped her: "Yan Xingyu, you don't need to die. I'll let you see with your own eyes how I turn the tables."

Yan Xingyu said coldly: "Do you still have the ability to turn the tables?"

"Liuguang, take him with me." I stood up and walked towards Lin Yan with my hands behind my back: "Lin Yan, can you find those twelve coffins?"

"Of course, come with me." Lin Yan walked downstairs first, and I followed Lin Yan all the way to the first floor. She took out the crystal ball and stood in the lobby on the first floor. In a blink of an eye, a door appeared in the crystal ball.

I roughly looked at the environment near the door, turned around and searched in the hall for a long time, and finally knocked on an empty sound on a corner of the hall. The door in the crystal ball was hidden in the wall at the corner of the hall.

The gate seemed to have not been opened for many years, but I opened the gate without much time. The twelve coffins that appeared in Lin Yan's crystal ball were still lying quietly in the basement behind the secret door. The only difference was that the coffin was covered with blood.

I walked to the front of the first coffin, pulled out the corpse inside, and cut open the corpse's clothes a few times. There was nothing strange about the corpse except for blood on its face.

Yan Xingyu, who was dragged in by Ye Liuguang, sneered: "Chen Ye, you have no choice but to do it? Do you want to sit down and have a cup of coffee and think about it? By the way, if you don't drink coffee, how about sitting down and smoking a cigarette? Xiaotangdou won't light a cigarette for you Brother Fox? Light a cigar!"

"Let you be mean!" Xiao Tangdou slapped mercilessly.

Yan Xingyu's mouth was covered with blood and smiled unabated: "Phone! The more you hit me, the more you mean you feel guilty and angry, right? That's all you have."

I ignored Yan Xingyu and quickly walked towards the coffin, lifted the lid of the coffin to pull out the corpse from it, and used a knife to lift the corpse's clothes.

Yan Xingyu laughed and said, "Are you looking for tattoos on the corpse? Do you believe that the skins of those people without a trace were made into lampshades? You are too naive. Will my highness not think of such a simple thing?"

"Chen Ye, wait for death! You will not only die, but also be intoxicated for thousands of years. I endured humiliation and lived secretly just to watch you die in pain. This day is finally coming!"

"Shut him up!" While I was cold, Xiao Tangdou stabbed Yan Xingyu with a needle on his backhand. I didn't know what part of the needle that Xiao Tangdou had stabbed Yan Xingyu. After her injection, Yan Xingyu's tongue seemed to be half missing, and he couldn't speak in his mouth, but his vague and strange laughter did not stop for a moment.

I overturned twelve coffins in succession and dragged out the corpses one by one. All the twelve corpses were empty, leaving no marks left?

Could it be that I was really wrong? Did Qi Rong leave Wuji people behind, and didn’t he want to use their human skin to make lamps?

I must have something I didn't expect.

The prince's strength should be not low, and Qi Xiangchen is not a top master. If the prince just wants Qi Xiangchen's hand, there is no need to lead me to the school? Not to mention that, I have to spend a lot of effort to replace Ye Xuan and Chen Sanjin and force me to find Qi Xiangchen.

I must have something indispensable when it comes to the issue of human skin lamps. Otherwise, if the prince dispatches a certain number of experts, he can take away the human skin lamps without disturbing the unusual adjustment. Wouldn't that be better?

What role do I play in this mission?

I sat on the coffin and lowered my head and began to ponder.

“Ha…hehe…”

When I was upset, Yan Xingyu was thrown on the ground but kept sneering.

When I subconsciously wanted to kill someone back, my eyes stopped on Yan Xingyu.

Why did the prince send Yan Xingyu to me? Is it funny to come here?

One question after another was spinning in my mind, and I was constantly recalling the entire task process. A real master of layout would not allow any waste in my chessboard, nor would there be any extravagance.

I have already figured out the matters of the Qian family, and there should be no more misses.

Qi Xiangchen's affairs have already come to light and no more troubles have emerged.

The only place where the road can be crossed now was the time when I came out of Qian’s family to Qi Xiangchen officially admitting that he was the successor of Baideng.

Where is that fork in the road?

As I walked back and forth between the house with my hands on my back, Xiaotangdou was already annoyed by Yan Xingyu's smile: "If you dare to laugh again, I will seal your eyes so that you can't see anything."

I suddenly turned around and looked at Xiao Tangdou. Xiao Tangdou was startled by my actions: "Brother Fox, what's wrong with you?"

"Wait... I seem to have thought of something?" I thought for a moment before saying, "Lin Yan, how much do you know about the Eighteenth Palace? How many successors do you usually appear in the Eighteenth Palace of Art and Taoism?"

Lin Yan said: "The successors of the Eighteen Palaces are unique, which means that the so-called "State of Art" is called king. There can only be one king in one palace. If many people break into the "State of Art", they will fall into extremely cruel elimination until there is only one king left."

"Milk!" I looked at my breasts and said, "Tell me what happened when you go to find half of your face."

My breasts talked about what happened to me and Half Face in detail. After listening to it, I punched the coffin hard: "He is, he is raising a tiger."

My breasts said in surprise: "What's going on?"

I said in a deep voice: "Shi Wen's bureau is not only with me, but also with the strange adjustment bureau. The strange adjustment bureau is in danger. Who is guarding the bureau now?"

All the masters who can get on the table in the strange adjustment bureau were concentrated on me. Only my grandfather and Ding Duoer were left there.

After asking that question, I felt that my words seemed a little redundant, and quickly shouted: "My grandma, please inform me quickly and let him be careful of Hongmei!"

My breasts didn't have time to ask more questions and immediately dialed. After a while, my breasts said with a pale face: "No one answered there."

"What happened, something really happened." I turned around in circles.

My breasts calmly said, "Yezi, don't worry first. Stay calm, tell me what's going on?"

I said, "I can only blame my heart for being too soft. At the beginning, Jiangbei Inn gave me the soul marks of everyone, but I laid the root of disaster in the bureau because of my soft heart!"

My breasts said, "How do you know that they are the root of the disaster?"

I said in a deep voice: "The tenants from Jiangbei Inn have lived in our bureau for so long. Most of them get along well with me. Especially the half-faced old lady, she especially likes Tianyao and Xiaoyao. She originally planned to accept Xiaoyao as her goddaughter. How could she turn against her face if she says she turns against her face?"

It is actually rare to say something in the world that one disagrees with one's sword. Only the young man who has just entered the world will do this. The older he is, the less he will turn against others easily, because they have to leave room for maneuver for themselves.

It is unreasonable that the half-faced old lady suddenly reacted so fiercely. Even if they had the ability to be in line with the world, we also had a big witch, little Tangdou, who could specifically restrain ghosts and gods. It is not a wise choice to turn against us directly.

Before the half-faced old lady turned against her, she must have been provoked by someone.

Tao Xiaoyao said: "Their affairs are indeed strange, but you can't directly suspect Hongmei?"

Tao Xiaoyao has always been with Hongmei well, and she doesn't want to believe that Hongmei is the dark son who buried her by our side.

I said in a deep voice: "Don't forget that the devil's disciple entered Jiangbei Inn. Hongmei told me about the incident after I jumped off the building. He mentioned the devil's disciple Zhang Jian. At that time, I didn't pay attention to the devil's disciple, that is, I heard it. Looking back now, Zhang Jian once went to see the inn shopkeeper. Jiangbei Inn did not have a shopkeeper, who was the person he saw? It could only be dangerous."

"The greatest ability of the devil's disciple is to be able to control people's hearts. Even people like Ning Ruchen have fallen into the devil's disciple's control without realizing it, let alone the tenants who have been locked in the inn for many years?"

"After Hongmei came out of the inn, she repeatedly emphasized that she had nowhere to go. She asked me to take them in. At that time, I didn't think much about it. But if you think about it carefully, Hongmei and their strongest people have reached an infinitely close relationship with ghosts and gods, and the weakest people can also compare with masters of art. Why do they have to rely on others? Don't they know the pain of relying on others?"

I said in a deep voice: "Those tenants may not be all those who have reached deals with the Demons, but Hongmei is definitely one of them."

Tao Xiao Yao whispered: "What do you mean is there any demon disciples in the strange adjustment bureau?"

I nodded and said, "Didn't I dig four people from one game? There must be a demon among them. I was careless!"

I said in a deep voice: "Yan Xingyu's inheritance comes from Butian Palace, and the old lady half-faced is also the descendant of Butian Palace. If they are not dead, Butian Palace will not recognize the only descendant. In other words, the prince's true love of Butian inheritance is not the two of them. Only when they die can the prince choose the person to truly inherit Butian Palace."

I turned to look at Yan Xingyu: "There is another eunuch who is beside you who competes for favor with you, but you never can compete for yours, right? The prince, if he doesn't kill you, he doesn't want to make a fuss, so he sent you to me and kill you!"

"Uhhh..." Yan Xingyu couldn't speak, but his face was constantly twisting.

He finally agreed, what I said: The meaning of his life is to constantly act as cannon fodder, being used by others again and again, and betrayed again and again.

Xiaotangdou was trying to stab Yan Xingyu with a needle, but I waved my hand to stop him and said, "No, I don't want to listen to him crying and howling."

Tao Xiaoyao said, "If your speculation is valid, then what is the purpose of the prince?"
Chapter completed!